“Now My Wishes Are Down To Two: / Staying Alive. And Wanting To.”

Guillaume Apollinaire, from Aubade (tr. by Donald Revell); Alcools: Poems, 1913

Certain words can change your brain forever and ever so you do have to be very careful about it.

girl with the nervous system of a prey animal

I ATE A BIG BAG OF FACTORY REJECT SEEDS UNTIL A HEALTHY FLOWER UNFURLED IN MY CHEST ...

I MISTOOK THE SENSATION FOR LOVE AND DIED.

“No, I’m not the tough kind. Where are the oaths I made two years ago, on the freshly shut cover of Zarathustra? Why did I wander aimlessly in the street last night, alone, miserable because I was unable to cry and terrified at the same time that I might have been about to? Why in the evening, when I lay my head on my pillow, is it like collapsing in exhaustion after being chased?”

— Mihail Sebastian, For Two Thousand Years (trans. Philip Ó Ceallaigh)

enduring love

e.m forster, a room with a view / atonement (2007) / thomas hardy, far from the madding crowd / portrait of a lady on fire (2019) / cassandra clare, city of glass / rainer maria rilke / giovanni gasparro / philip pullman, the amber spyglass.

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Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma

Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma